Yes, you are correct. Our Souls, not our bodies are pure energy, and energy can't be destroyed, only the form of energy can be changed.
Enjoy our lives and the Sun as we can for now and our Children’s. We are going somewhere when we die.
That's why I support NASA and other investments into our far future. Our destinies may be off of Planet Earth and into the great beyond. There is a God or higher power.
If you look at a picture of our Milky Way Galaxy, you see that it rotates around a huge black hole. It sucks in the inner Planets...where there is still intelligent life.
UFO's...some are real; to escape the inner rings of our Galaxy and come to where we are...on the outer rings.
(This is a true story also. Many people don’t believe that this really happened, but it did. Just before the 2008 Presidential election, I had an idea that I thought would float. I got on a Russian website and did a survey of Russian women; a dating website. I looked for 100 Russian women from all walks and work categories in their lives. The thing that impressed me most was that 99% were Religious.
One of the women that I chose by profile was an Engineer. The conversation that I had with her was sent to the US State Department, records division. Maybe Wiki leaks will release this someday):
Me: What type of Engineer are you?
Her: I with the Russia Space Program.
Me: Tell me more?
Her: I guide Satellites to look at you in the United States.
Me: Can you show me?
Her: Give me your coordinates and I show you.
Me: (I went to the local Library and found them) Here they are.
The coordinates turned out to be just above an Ohio Hospital that I lived next to.
Her: Go wave at the sky at coordinates at 5 PM EST and wave.
5:00 PM is standard time for many Americans to arrive home from work. I felt kind of stupid for waving at the sky when some came home…and there I was waving. I made an excuse to them that I had a friend on the 6th floor of the Hospital that was looking at me through his window waving.
A half dozen of my neighbors also started to wave.
After about 20 minutes of this, I went inside and wrote back to her:
Me: Did you see me?
Her: Who those people?
Me: My friends.
At the time, a playful squirrel was running circles around our small group.
Her: What that animal? Squirrel? We can look in your houses with our Laser.
When Troy and I moved to fire-up CF2, the largest machine in the world at the time, we had already known Tom, Randy and Jane that helped to build the machine. By that time, CF1 had already been duplicated in new factories; China and India.
Troy and I took our traditional positions, Troy MOC, me Glue Die. We faced all new technologies and we didn’t have a clue how to do this. We kept calling off the start-up to have meetings with our Engineers…then we had to bite the bullet and start-up.
Glue can’t be wet to apply on a lamination, so that is why we had to use these huge ovens; dry the glue and make sticky. When the machine was threaded, I’ll never forget Troy, hands on hips as he closed the ovens for the first time. He looked back at me with a look on his face as if to say “What bloody H did we get ourselves into”?
It took us a couple of weeks to run our first roll of production. Shortly after, we flew at 1000 FPM.
My Grandfather had a big influence in my life. Arthur was a sheet metal worker that built neon signs. Anyone near Cleveland, Ohio may know this…the old Municipal Baseball Park where the Cleveland Indians played had a rotating sign of a Wahoo batter for everyone to see for a distance. Granddad designed and built the sign. Municipal was demolished, and Progressive field was built nearby.
What took the place of Municipal Stadium? The Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.
This is a true and funny story about Grandpa:
During his heyday in the 50’s, horses were still used to lift signs in position with ropes tended by people to control the positioning. One day, Granddad got caught with his pants down.
This was right in the middle of downtown Cleveland, Ohio on Euclid Avenue. Grandpop was on a short ladder controlling one of the ropes. His pants fell down with everyone to see.
He always wore pink polka-dotted underwear. He was in a position, arms high in the air, while the traffic on Euclid was stop and go both ways laughing at him.
It seems so very strange How things seem to change When you`re a new baby At first you can`t even see You need help with everything you do Mom & Dad are there to take care of you
They bathe you and dress you Change you and feed you too They help you to sit and learn to walk They help with your speech, as you learn to talk They scrub your nails and comb your hair When you need them they are always there
They put you in your stroller and push you down the street They help you as you try to stand on your own two feet They carry you till you can walk, then they hold your hand They are there to listen when you need someone to understand They keep you warm and cover you when you are cold They continue to care for you as they are growing old
Then your parents grow old and some lose their sight Some elderly have kidney problems and wet the bed at night Some can`t get up and go, Like they did when they were young Isn’t it strange how we sometimes go back to how our life begun It`s like a circle of life as we age, We sometimes go through Returning to the way we were, and needing help in all we do
Then when they need someone, where will you be If their eyes go bad and suddenly they can no longer see When they are the ones that need help in all they do Will you be there, Will they be able to depend on you Will you be there to hold on to them as they try to walk? Will you listen to their broken speech as they try to talk?
Would you bathe them and dress them too Would you change them like they changed you? Would you push them in their wheel chair? Like they pushed you in your stroller every where Will you clean their nails and comb their hair When they need you, Will you be there
Will you care for them, like they cared for you? Sit up with them like they did you the whole night through Will you feed them and cover them when they are cold Will you be there to comfort them as they grow old? We can never repay our parents for all that they do But you can be there for them as they were for you
If you think about it, you`ll see what I`m saying is true Someday you may be elderly, Will someone be there to help you Isn’t it strange how we sometimes go back to how our life begun Some can`t get up and go, Like they did when they were young It`s like a circle of life as we age, We sometimes go through…
Crosby Stills Nash Young Teach Your Children - Iraq
I need to sign off soon...so I thought that I may leave you with this tonight. I've never seen so much great music posted on a music thread before. Kudos to Ireland and others to make it possible.
RE: WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW? part 48579237593
The Pretenders - Middle Of The Road